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        ~~Your P.O.V.~~

Looking over at the clock I had seen the hours clicked by and it was now 1 am, still awake, and dreary eyed. There was little hope of sleep, my mind still processing the words of my best friend and his brother, mauling over it in my restlessness. Why would they warn me about Oli, he's one of the most sweetest, kindest, and mannered person I met. Sure, he acts strange sometimes and he has a unique sense of style, but that's no reason to call him a killer, Right? I thought with a grumbling sigh I tried pushing it to the far reaches of my mind. Allowing a well, earned ,dreamless sleep. After a while I tossed and turned 'til I heard screeching come from the little black box sitting on the night stand. Which woke me up from a restless yet revitalizing slumber. Seeming how it was only 6 in the morning, I decided to go running again, but it was an old habit I had being on track and field during middle and high. After slipping on a comfortable enough out fit. I walked out into the crisp morning air, towards the park that was about a five minute walk from my house.

~~At the local park~~

I had raced around one of the little tracks at the park a few times huffing slightly from being out of practice for so long. I should really get back into doing this, I stopped for a moment to catch my breath timing the points in my neck for my pulse. If I don't start doing this regularly I might faint from suddenly doing too much. As I was starting on my second lap passing trees and other people that were beginning their morning, I felt a sudden soft poke in my side. Letting out a small squeak I spun around to see bright blue eyed, strawberry-blonde hair, and pink-ish shirt with darker purple vest and blue bow-tie.

"Oliver?" I sighed in relief placing a hand on my chest relaxing , realizing it was only him.

"Good morning, poppet~. How are you today?" He pulled me close, his hands circling my waist in a loose hug. He smiled at me softly.

"I'm doing well, though I was just doing a little bit of exercising seeing as I have the day off today."I smiled snuggling into his chest.

"That's wonderful poppet. And your cheek looks so much better and there's no sight of a bruise either." He cupped my face with his hand looking at where the old injury was."Any way since I saw you here , I wanted to know if you had any plans for today?. . .If not would you like to meet my family today?"My eyes widened slightly at the questioned surprised. Wow, it really was bound to happen sooner or later. I giggle a blush settling on my cheeks, I should as him about meeting my Mom and Dad next week.

"Sure I'd love to. . ." I feel the redness on my cheeks darken." And speaking of family my parents are coming her next week do you want to meet them then?" I ask giving him a small smile. It was his turn to blush his cheeks reddening to a point his freckles almost disappeared.

"Sure poppet. Do you need to go back and change?"He tried changing the subject back to our plans for the day.

"Oh. . . Yeah." I looked down at my sweaty looking outfit and sighed."How about I meet you at the bakery when I'm finished getting ready." I pulled out of his arms slowly. I kissed his cheek and began to walk towards my home to get ready.

"OKAY, POPPET. TALK YOU IN A BIT." I heard his excited voice from behind me as i continued home. Now all I have to worry about when I get home is what clothes I'm going to pick out for today. I mentally groan realizing that the black circles under my eyes from my sleepless night might need covering up so that means make up too. I might want to eat breakfast as well, I thought to myself, with a sigh.

~~~~Time skip~~~~

It took me about 2 hours to get ready. That was not counting the shower ,or breakfast I had when I returned home. Mainly I was trying to find the perfect out fit, but since I didn't want to be to fancy I was in one of my (Favorite color) shirts and a knee-length (skirt/ shorts) with sandals. Trying to keep modest so yeah I thought it was the best option at the moment. After, putting on the out fit I skipped slightly towards the bakery to see Oli waiting just inside the door.

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